Slime Demon Lord Novels & Stories

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the devil.” His eyes narrow as he takes in my appearance. “Lana, what happened to you?” he looks on as the locusts continue to devour the spiders. “Are those locusts eating the Arachia demons?” I shrug my shoulder and point to the locusts devouring the creatures with a wide, maniacal grin. “Yep,” I giggle. “It looks like they messed with the wrong girl.” I laugh again, which makes his brow furrow.

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

There was a human-looking one that reeked of magic, another who looked like The Mormo’s and he smelled of human blood. But the most intriguing was the last one. He was big and broad. He has a war form similar to some gods, and big horns that stood upward proudly. He took a big breath and shuddered. That creature’s blood was divine. He is of the god’s blood, but it was one he wasn’t familiar with. “Who is that mortal with dark silver war form?” He asked his servant without taking his eyes off that magnificent creature. “He is the demon king, my lord. He is the grandchild of the Christian God.”

The fear on their faces couldn't be mistaken. "You know how long it took us to get these goods from the Chinese, you know me and you choose to dare me" The evil aura is sensed in the room. Everyone shook with fear because they know that one way or the other, they will be affected. One way or the other, Leslie is going to die. "I'm sorry boss. They overpowered us." "Who hijacked it" "Samantos" The sparkle in his eyes was replaced with fire. His gray eyes changed to black. His smile no longer reaches his eyes. Evil smile.

Taking my shirt off partially, I jabbed my nails into the top of my spine, pulling out my sword, Slayer Rhakis and summoned the portal to edge of The Demon Realm. Stepping inside, my senses were clear, smelling the first wave of demons a few miles away into hell. I waited patiently, pacing back and fourth and focusing my ears on Hunnie and Kris as I leaned against the cold and icy, black flesh of a pillar. The Realm's bridge was as wide and long as a football field and made up of squirming flesh. All around the bridge was pitch black, the only light coming from the glowing floor of flesh under my feet and the demons portal from Hell.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

“You’re not human, and you’re not a werewolf… what are you?” “A demon,” Sloth answered, smiling lazily. “You brought a demon into our home?” Luna Stella snapped, her voice cutting through the room like glass. Her disgusted glare never left me, as if I were to blame for his presence. “Damien really does surround himself with dangerous things.” The Alpha’s hand pressed lightly against her arm, urging her to sit. “And why are you here?” he asked Sloth evenly. “I answer to no one but Damien,” Sloth said without interest.

Collins ordered and within seconds a figure with black hood emerged out of the darkness with his flaming eyes staring at Collins with dark smiles beaming from his face. " Wait I know that scent, that face, those runes... What are you? " Collins asked in confusion. " You do know about me Collins Montero but you don't just understand where and how but I will clear it up for you, I am your true father Collins... I am the demon lord of Hell... The Apocalypse Of Rage " The Hood figure answered with his unearthly voice echoed through out the dark woods. " Impossible how are you my father? My only father is... "

With a swift swipe of my hand, I opened a portal and stepped through it. I now stood at the top of a hill, face to face with the demon Asmodeus who towered over me like a spectre of death. His eyes burned with malevolence, and his sharp claws glinted dangerously. "So, little one," he sneered, "you think you can defeat me? I am Asmodeus, the Lord of the Underworld! A prince of hell! Your pitiful attempts at defiance will amount to nothing!"

He only wore some leather around his waist, covering his private parts. His claws were sharp and long, and he seemed deadly! Everyone noticed that this one was way stronger than the rest! He also immediately spoke, with a rather prideful demeanor. "Ah, you must be my Master. I am Ifrit, a Fire Demon from the Gates of Hell Plane. I have been summoned to serve you. You seem to have become quite lucky to have me at your side, my lord!" he laughed, as he referred to himself as "ore-sama". "Wait, I know this guy… He's an Ifrit near my former Demon District… He was always wandering around treating everyone like trash…" said Lilith.